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Subject: {ASS} Story - Christines Pain Control (MF, mind control)
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Christines Pain Control
Shufflespeare, May 2005
Christine Hetherington relaxes back into the taut shiny leather of the
chaise-long and listens carefully to the therapists voice.
"So we are clear," he begins, putting the paperwork on his desk and placing
his pen back in the breast pocket of his jacket, "you have ongoing pain in
your knees and until Mr Kumar can fit you in for the procedure you need he
has sent you to me for instruction on pain relief."
"That's right", Christine nods, a slight grin on her face as she looks
sideways at the guy she had gone to school with all those years ago. They
had been in the same year at school and although James, or Dr Norbeck as he
was called now, had fancied Christine from afar, she had been head girl and
he had just been a geek in the chess club. The most he had got was a peck on
the cheek at the school Christmas party and he wouldn't even have had that
had she not felt sorry for him.
"Pain is good for you. it lets you know when something is wrong. but once
you know the cause and are waiting for it to be fixed the pain is just a
nuisance. The technique I am going to use is a form of hypnosis, I put you
under and give your subconscious specific instructions on ignoring pain when
certain triggers are met. I will give you a phrase you can repeat to
yourself when the pain gets too much and your subconscious should block out
the pain after that, after all pain is only electrical signals. we can
control it as easily as we control our arms or legs when we know the right
techniques."
Christine nods once again in agreement. James begins the procedure and
before long Christine's eyes are closed and her chest is rising and falling
slowly and deeply.
".you are now deep into the trance I have induced and you are completely
open to my slightest suggestion." James says, eyebrows raised while he dons
a pair of latex gloves. "I want you to remember, all you have to say is.
There is no gain in this pain. and the pain will no longer be there. I am
going to ask you to say this out loud so I can test how effective it is,
Christine. after three, one, two, three."
"There is no gain in this pain." Christine murmured.
"Now then, I am going to do something to test the effectiveness of the
suggestion, Christine, it should cause you no discomfort at all," he says,
pulling up Christine's sweater and exposing her ample breasts clad in a
sheer white lace bra. Pulling the lace on the left cup and allowing one huge
tit to bounce free he supports it in his hand. "Now remember Christine,
there is no gain in this pain."
THWAKKK!!!
Her tit bounces and wobbles as his slap subsides.
Christine doesn't even flinch.
"That is good Christine. now I would like to test it a little more but I
need you to stand up for me and bend over the chaise-long"
Christine did as she is asked and James pulls her jeans, followed by her
knickers down, around her ankles. With a resounding slap, his palm connects
with her bare cheeks.
Not a sound from her lips. She doesn't even open her eyes. His subject is
completely pain free and in control of any discomfort the doctor might be
causing her.
Dr Norbeck's latex clad middle finger plays around Christine's moist slit.
He brings his face level with her pussy and inhales, filling his lungs with
the scent of her cunt, fucked only an hour ago, a quickie before her husband
had left for work.
"Didn't have time for me did you. thought I wasn't good enough." he says as
his fingers slips inside her cunt. Drawing his finger out and licking it
like a lollipop he sees cum string from her hot little hole.
"Dirty bitch! Your full of spunk!"
THWWWWAAA-AAAAKKK!!!
His hand lands full belt on the cheek of her arse once more.
"How dare you get another mans spunk all over me. lick it off!"
Forcing the shiny finger in her face she obediently takes it between her
lips and sucks.
"You are going to pay for that, bitch. nobody does that to me!"
A frantic fumble and his fly is open. He wastes no time and plops the tip of
his cock inside the soppy opening to Christine's pouting cunt.
"Uuuunngghhhhh!", his moan is long and desperate.
"Gonna make you pay, bitch!" he says as he winds up the pace and buries more
and more of his meat inside his patients quim.
Looking down, her arse cheeks are all over the place as he hammers home with
every thrust of his bullying cock. His breathing is frantic and he pulls out
a little too far and misses her hot hole on the next inward stroke. Cursing,
he figures it doesn't have to go back in the same hole.
Spitting a dollop of saliva on her puckered anus, he dips his finger up to
the knuckle to make sure she will take his full length.
His cock is quick to replace the finger and with one thrust he is nuts deep
inside her arse with Christine on her knees, her legs failing her.
"Oh, no you don't, bitch, you are gonna take every last bit of this." and
with that he grabs her by the hair and slips a hand under to grasp as much
tit flesh as he can.
The riding starts. This isn't the love making he'd fantasised about as a
kid, thinking of her in the shower and fisting his tiny cock. This is
violent, dirty and unconsensual. Not only does he not have the right to do
violate a patient like this, it is an old school mate. This is dirtier than
anything he had ever imagined doing with Christine. But it is so fucking
good!
So good in fact, it isn't long before he feels that familiar welling in his
balls and he knows it isn't going to be long before he will be exploding his
hot cum inside her arse.
Mauling her tits, he rides his patient for all he is worth. Sweat pours down
his face, his expression twisted and contorted in ecstatic bliss. It won't
be long before his spunk spills from her arse hole.
The moment is right and he withdraws from her gaping anus and spins her by
her hair. Holding her mouth open, his aim is perfect as the first string of
pearlescent cum lands across her tongue. The second, much heavier load,
lands across her cheek and he brings her open mouth over his engorged cock
to take the last drops of his salty cum, keeping her lips over his meat
until she has no choice but to swallow.
Beads of sweat drip down onto his patient as he stands in post coital
abandon, the impact of what he has just done beginning to register in his
mind.
He could be struck off for what he has just done. Worse still, he could be
put in prison.
Thinking quickly, he gets Christine back on her feet and fastens her
clothes. Tucking the last of his own clothes back in, he glances round to
make sure everything is as it was before she had gone under.
With a bit of luck, when she comes back round she won't remember a thing and
James will be in the clear.
".3, 2, 1. wake up Christine. you won't remember a thing.", he says as he
watches Christine stir from her sleep.
"Did it work then?" Christine asks.
"Well, I did the procedure and I tried it out. do you feel any residual
effects, any discomfort?"
Christine shifts in the chair, "Well it is funny you should say that but I
have a funny taste in my mouth. do you have a mint?"
"Of course," he says, offering her a mint from a small bowl on his desk, "it
is not uncommon for patients to experience strange sensations like this
after one of my counselling sessions."
"Also, my legs are a bit tingly, is that an after effect as well?"
"More than likely," he adds reassuringly, "very powerful thing, the mind,
surprising the extent of it's effect."
Christine adjusts her position on the chair again, not wanting the doctor to
see the obvious discomfort in her stretched and swollen arse hole.
"Is there something wrong Christine, maybe the chair is a little too lumpy
for you?"
Christine smiles politely, stands up and crosses the room to the door.
"It's quite alright James, I would only ask that you are a little less rough
next time. My bum hole is very sensitive and has to be opened properly
before it will take a whole cock. same time next week?"